Poem for Friday
“In a land there’s a town And in that town there’s A house And in that house There’s a woman And in that woman There’s a heart I love I’m gonna take it With me when I go” ~Tom Waits from When I Go
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Year: 2012
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No definitions, no explanations
I met up with a good friend today who has just gone through having cancer and we talked about our lives and where we are at right now. She said she remembers a quote from Lance Armstrong’s book where he said fighting cancer was easy, living with it is hard. I was telling her that the hardest battle I faced was coming to terms with radically changing my life because I was clinging so hard…
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What will be, will be
I’m not going to sit here and split hairs about how hard it is to have a cold, make and costume for Mardi Gras, do your work, watch your child who is out of school, as well as accommodate guests into your newly arrived at B&B profession, but I can tell you this, somewhere when I was on my knees cleaning the baseboards that I suddenly noticed had dog hair on them, I just kept…
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Sometimes it’s not about the money
I was wondering why the professional photographers I know who occasionally post their photos on Facebook and Google+ really capture the spirit of the people, the moment, and the feel for what that second was like. I looked at the Mardi Gras photos in the newspaper and none seemed to come across the way my friends’ photos did – here’s one from Marc Pagani, got us en media res – you can feel the excitement:
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It doesn’t really end
Last night, we went to friends’ house to celebrate their 5th anniversary with a fish fry and a group of people that no one told Carnival time is over. Tonight we have dinner at another friends’ house. It’s 7:30 and Tin is humming Carnival time in bed even if yesterday he said in his sleep: Mardi Gras is over and now it’s Jazz Fest and I’m super tired. The world is crazy. This morning I…
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My peeps invented penitence
Yesterday I was telling a friend that I’m starting lent today along with all the Catholics in the world. I give up alcohol for forty days. My friend asked why I, a Jew, would be observing a Catholic holiday and I said because I can. But I was reading a friend’s blog this morning and saw that perhaps the tradition had some roots in Judaism, a religion that certainly knows how to suffer and commemorate…
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Happy Mardi Gras
Today is Fat Tuesday and we are about to head out in our costumes to the Marigny to catch the St. Anne parade as it wends through the French Quarter all on Mardi Gras day. We’ve eaten our weight in king cakes, we’ve caught sparse amounts of beads having sat out a great deal of our parades due to illness, we’ve played our Mardi Gras playlist and heard Mardi Gras mambo, mambo, mambo, Mardiiiii Gras…
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Simplicity being
I’m reading a book a friend from Tin’s school recommended called Simplicity Parenting. The good thing is that it is falling pretty much in line with the Simplicity Being that I’ve been working on in my Plan B. The simple truth being that I am wresting myself from the place of being that has had me in chains for the last 16 plus years. We all know the drill only too well. We arrive at…
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The black man’s author
A short time ago I read James Baldwin’s Go Tell It On The Mountain for the first time, and it prompted me to pick up, Tell Me How Long the Train’s Been Gone. The first book was a study of black religion in America and the second a study of the black man in America. Baldwin’s novels are experiences that you can’t just dive into, you have to wade around because they’re harsh, and glaring,…